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This poem is about Grandma, and her church sisters. |
THE HEATHENS Every Sunday morning at nine o'clock on the dot Grandma went to church to praise the Lord After service she went to the ladies guild To socialize, and exchange thou Sister Ida the evangelist would give her a big hug And then she enquired, "How is the family?" Grandma would give her the usual answer," So, so!" Sister Ida would hug Grandma even tighter and that's The time the probing began. Grandma would feed Her with the details of her family life as she Answered question, after question …… non stop! Sister Ida would only stop when she had her stomach full to The max and as soon as Grandma turned her back all the Ladies would be privy to the details of Grandma and her Family. Every Friday night Grandma would bring a tray of fried Fish to the social event at the church hall and all the ladies Would enjoy the dish as they complemented her for the Superb culinary skill …. that would even make an angel kill! Grandma was at home early one morning when her husband Was stricken by a fatal heart attack; she thought that she Needed emotional support so Sister Ida was summoned to The house While she was at Grandma's house, the roaches Came crawling all over the place on her pocket book and Even on her face! The following Sunday, at the ladies guild The story of the roach infested house was made known to All the sisters who attended; some of the sisters sweared That they would never ever partake of Grandma's fried fish Again Some marveled that after eating Grandma's fish, how Is it possible that they did not become sick. They tore poor Grandma to pieces with their mouths And to stop the gossip the pastor had to Shout," You heathens the devil has your tongues!" ( Enimreh) |